Take the tomatoes, wash and peel them, the smooth and natural knife work appears again, with the operation of Zhuang Xiaoyuan's knife technique, the hands seem to turn into phantoms, and the specific location is not visible at all, and the yellow-green seeds fly out from the left side and fall into the trash can, and the tomato pulp cut into small pieces is piled up on the right side of the cutting board. In just two minutes, the two baskets of tomatoes were processed.

After taking a larger pot, Zhuang Xiaoyuan poured the scrambled egg pieces, chopped black fungus, tomatoes, and shallots into the pot. Add an appropriate amount of salt, white pepper, chicken essence and oil, take the chopsticks and start stirring. Stir clockwise for a few minutes, all the ingredients are mixed together without distinction, and the filling is ready.

"Chef. Potatoes and carrots are all cut. Zhuang Xiaoyuan finished the filling, and the young woman on the other side also brought the cut potatoes and carrots.

"The beef is also good." Within a few minutes, another meat cutter also brought over a large plate of cut beef.

"Okay, the preparations are pretty much done. By the way, I almost forgot the rice, whether the rice was cooked or not. Taking the potatoes, carrots and beef, Zhuang Xiaoyuan patted his head, remembering what he had missed before, how could he make curry without matching rice.

"Let's go cook." Although Zhuang Xiaoyuan doesn't look like a very stern person, he will give people a chance to perform, but the arrogance of the previous decisive drive away made the assistant chef a little afraid to approach, and when he heard that he didn't cook, he took the initiative to turn around and leave to cook. Only young women were left.

The rice has been found, and Zhuang Xiaoyuan has also begun to prepare curry dishes. Turn on the stove switch, put an iron pot, fill it with water, turn on the high heat to boil the water, and pour in the beef directly after the water boils.

After the beef was poured into the water, Zhuang Xiaoyuan began to prepare another iron pot, adding oil to the small heat pot on the stove next door and adding ginger slices. The beef was removed after three minutes of water, and it was not cooked in boiling water, but simply used boiling water to remove blood.

"Quick, come and pour out the water for me, find a clean pot and boil another pot of water." While pouring the beef that had been fished out and dried into the hot oil with ginger slices, Zhuang Xiaoyuan began to direct the young women on the side to help.

"Oh, good." After a moment's pause, the young woman joined in the help with an excited expression and began to pour water and change the pot.

As the beef was stir-fried in the pot, the rich aroma of the meat began to diffuse, and the aroma of the curry that had not completely dissipated before it was mixed into it made the aroma of the meat more prominent, and Wen Hui, who was watching from the side, showed an expression on her face that she couldn't wait to taste it soon.

"Aunt Cui, you said before that you would make braised beef, help me get some over, add some braised beef to make it more flavorful." Telling the young woman to pour the carrots and potatoes into boiling water and boil, Zhuang Xiaoyuan turned her head and said to Aunt Cui, who was watching the record.

"Okay, no problem." Aunt Cui turned around and left, and soon brought a jar of braised beef.

"Alright, almost, let's get the potatoes and carrots out." Estimating that it was almost over, Zhuang Xiaoyuan asked the young woman to start scooping out the soft potatoes and carrots. And she has also finished stir-frying the beef, and the beef in the pot is almost medium-rare, just in time for the next step.

Turning off the heat, no longer caring about the beef that was still emitting heat in the pot, Zhuang Xiaoyuan turned out a round bucket of not small volume and put it on the low stove of another characteristic, adding water to light the fire. A few minutes later, the water boiled, and Zhuang Xiaoyuan began to add his homemade curry powder to the water, and also added a little bit of Aunt Cui's braised broth, and the color of the water completely changed as the long-handled soup spoon stirred.

Tasted the flavor of the soup base. Well, almost, Zhuang Xiaoyuan began to instruct the young women to help, and poured beef, carrots, and potatoes into it together.

"Hey, you guys, bring me all those crushed tomatoes." Telling the young woman to help stir, Zhuang Xiaoyuan turned around and began to process the onions. Cut all the onions into strips and pour them into a round bucket.

The three people on the other side also brought the crushed tomatoes over. The knife light flashed again, even the crushed tomatoes could not stop Zhuang Xiaoyuan's smooth and natural knife work, peeling and removing the seeds, the tomatoes were cut into pieces, not the small pieces before, but the large pieces about the same as the beef and potato pieces. After the cut is completed, all the tomatoes are added to the barrel, and with the addition of the tomatoes, the original meat and spice aroma are mixed with a sweet and sour aroma, which makes people can't help but eat with relish.

After all the ingredients were added, Zhuang Xiaoyuan turned the flame to low and began to simmer, so that the curry was finished. This kind of curry is the more you cook, the more delicious it is, as long as there are diners who come to eat, you can just pour the curry on the rice. Now it's time for another dish.

"Is this ready to eat?" Seeing that Zhuang Xiaoyuan no longer cared about the things in the pot, but began to take out the wooden basin that had been placed in the corner before, Wen Hui asked with a hint of impatience.

"Almost, simmer for a few more minutes. Don't just think about eating, let's help now. With a bang, the huge wooden basin was placed on an empty table by Zhuang Xiaoyuan, and now it was time to make the second dish. Zhuang Xiaoyuan beckoned Wen Hui and Chu Miaomiao to help together.

"Huh, I can help too?" She knows her own business, and when it comes to cooking, Wen Hui really knows nine out of ten, and she doesn't know anything. The only time I made something was just boiling biscuits, and Zhuang Xiaoyuan, who had tasted it, also knew the taste.

"No problem, this one is very simple, Xiaomeow, you can come along." While beckoning the two of them to come over, Zhuang Xiaoyuan had already taken out the dough and began to knead the dough again. After waking up, the dough is more flexible and strong.

After kneading for a while, Zhuang Xiaoyuan divided the large dough into several small dough and began to make the dough. The dough is kneaded into thin round sticks and cut into smaller balls with a wooden knife, after which the dough is processed and the dough is made with a rolling pin.

The dough changed rapidly under Zhuang Xiaoyuan's hands, and dozens of thin and uniform dough were made in a short time: "Okay, I'll teach you how to wrap it first, and then I'll make the dough and you wrap the dough and filling." ”

Pick up a piece of dough and put the filling, dip it in water and close it, fold it, and with a few simple clicks, a tomato egg dumpling will be formed.

"It looks pretty simple. I will do this too. Seeing Zhuang Xiaoyuan's way of making dumplings, Wen Hui's eyes lit up, as if she had found a new toy, and she also took a piece of dough and began to make dumplings. Following Zhuang Xiaoyuan's example, he put a spoonful of full filling, dipped it in water, folded, and ...... Broken.

"What's the matter, Madoka, you're too thin-skinned." Looking at the filling in his hand, which began to leak out from the belly of the dumpling, Wen Hui shouted.

"Stupid Hui, you've put too much stuffing." Chu Miaomiao, who had already successfully made the first dumpling and put it in the bamboo basket, swept over with a disdainful gaze. (To be continued.) Fupin Chinese